Chapter 157
Chapter 157 Nancy In Danger (1)
“They gave them to you, so they’re yours,” Nichs insisted as he tried to hand over the jewelry box to
Nancy.
She stood her ground and refused to ept the jewelry. “These things don’t belong to me, so I won’t
take them,” she asserted. Given their divorced status, she felt she had no right to keep these items.
She also remarked, “If your visit was solely for this purpose, then perhaps it’s best that you leave.”
Nichs clenched his fists in disbelief and uttered with fiery intensity, “Are you telling me to leave?”
In response, Nancy sighed and suddenly burst intoughter, a bitter smile on her face. “I must be a
glutton for punishment.”.
“You’re right. I shouldn’t have forced you since these things weren’t yours. Many women would dly
ept gifts from me, and there are plenty who want to be part of the Sallow Family. Why should I insist
on you?” He concluded, “Very well. I’ll give these to them.”
The first person to cross Nancy’s mind was Madelline, and her face instantly drained of color. She had
to hold onto a nearby couch to prevent herself from copsing. After a moment, she regained her
composure and addressed Nichs, “You’re right, Mr. Sallow. You have many admirers and women
eager to be with you. I’m a nobody; there’s no reason to mention me. Besides, you still have your lover
in your heart. You actually wanted to divorce me back then, didn’t you? The only reason you dragged it
out was your struggle to get over the hurdles in your heart for fear that you would disappoint
Grandpa’s. wishes. Well, isn’t this great news that you can go and propose to Madelline? You finally
can be together.”
He tightened his fists, and his eyes burned with anger. He ground his teeth and asked, “What are you
trying to say?”
Nancy responded, “Isn’t this what you wanted?”
Given that they were divorced, both were free to chart their courses in life. She understood that she
had no right to interfere in his choices.
“Heh…” Nichs sneered, his expression turning cold. “All right then. Very well, Nancy, since this is
what you want, I’ll grant your wish
Nancy began to protest, “When did I say this is what I-”
However, her words were abruptly cut short. The door mmed shut as Nichs swiftly exited,
disappearing from her sight like a fleeting gust of wind. He left, and his departure was even more
decisive than she had anticipated.
Hugging herself tightly, Nancy suddenly felt a cool breeze in the air, and her heart was filled with
bitterness. She walked aimlessly, not knowing where she wanted to go; she simply wandered without a
clear purpose.
She strolled along a lively street, where vibrant lights and pulsating music enveloped her senses. At
this moment, she felt an unexpected release of pent-up tension, a lightening of her entire being. It was
as if a maic force drew her forward, guiding her to enter the inviting bar.
Inside the bar, the noise and music were deafening, and the ce was crowded. This was. unusual for
her, as she typically found such noisy environments unbearable. She wouldn’t have entered on a
regr day, but today was different. She needed this ce to unwind, allowing the music to upy her
thoughtspletely, pushing aside any other concerns.
Upon finding a seat, a waiter approached Nancy and inquired about her drink preference. Cautious
about her safety, she refrained from ordering alcohol and instead opted for a non-alcoholic beverage.
The “drink” she received was not only delicious but also artistically presented, entuated by the
subtle lighting in the bar. She sipped it and finished her first drink rather quickly. Without much thought,
she ordered another. However, as she reached her third drink, she began to feel that something was
amiss. Her head grew heavy, and dizziness washed over her. She couldn’t help but wonder, What’s
going on? I haven’t had any alcohol; I’ve only been drinking a bit of this beverage. Why am I feeling so
intoxicated?
Nancy held the cup, her steps swaying as she made her way to the bar and ced it on the counter.
With a slight frown, she inquired, “Boss, did you serve the wrong drink? I ordered. a non-alcoholic one,
but I’m feeling dizzy after drinking it. Can you please change it for
me?”
The boss quickly grasped the situation, noticing that Nancy had yet to finish her drink. This particr
beverage bore a name that resembled a soft drink, and its taste was deceptively simr, but it packed a
potent punch. Observing her seemingly well-behaved demeanor, the boss surmised that she was likely
a first-time visitor, unfamiliar with the establishment, and had identally chosen the wrong drink.
After receiving the exnation, Nancy nodded in apparent understanding. She retrieved her cup and
returned to her seat, where her dizziness seemed to intensify. Waves of lightheadedness washed over
her in quick session.
She rested her head on the table, hoping to wait until her dizziness subsided, allowing her to stand up.
She reached for her phone, considering talking to someone. However, she ruled out her friend Linda,
who was busy filming, and didn’t want to burden her further. Additionally, Linda was in a different city,
so a conversation wouldn’t be of much help. either.
She also had two close friends from her school days. One was currently studying abroad, and the other
was deep into a demanding internship, working long hours every day. She felt hesitant about disturbing
them in their busy lives.
Soon, Nancy’s finger paused on the name “Nichs.” Given how decisively he had left during the day,
she surmised he might be on a ne heading to see Madelline.
Finally, her gaze settled on the name “Christian.” Since theirst parting, a substantial amount of time
had passed. She wondered about the progress of his mission and his safety. Thinking about this, she
felt a strong urge to reach out to him immediately. Her intoxicated state hindered her from typing a text
message, so she decided to send him a voice message instead. “Christian. Hey, do you still remember
me? I’m Nancy. It’s been a while since west spoke. How have you been? Did you return safely? I still
owe you a cup of coffee! Please let me know once you return safely!”
On the other side, Christian had just disembarked from his flight and was now in a car driven by Dn,
who hade to pick him up. His phone unexpectedly chimed with a new message, and he initially
assumed it was from his sister or mother. To his astonishment, it was a message from Nancy.
Undeniably, Christian was excited, but he made an effort to temper his emotions. What took him by
surprise was that the message from Nancy was a voice message. Without hesitation, he yed it.
Although it started with customary greetings, Christian swiftly noticed something different-the tone of
her voice indicated she might have been drinking.
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Sitting in the front passenger seat, Dn couldn’t help but express his excitement. “Boss, isn’t that your
wife’s voice?”
Christian scolded him. “Stop talking nonsense.
“Boss, don’t be so humble. In my opinion, it’s time for you to settle down. Only when you’re married can
we have a chance!”
Ignoring Dn’sments, Christian quickly replied, “Where are you?”
As Nancy stared at the few words on her screen, her eyes widened. She had never expected him to
respond. During their time apart, she had asked about the progress of his mission and whether there
were any dangers, but there had been no response. She had even started to think that he had
forgotten about her. Yet, today, he had actually replied.